"Fuck you both," she said. "Let's get lunch. I'm starving." We went to the Olive Garden for lunch. Steve and I continued messing with Jenny's eggs as...our waitress took our orders. The waitress asked if she was alright, with a concerned look on her face. The three of us burst into laughter. "I'm fine for now," Jenny said. "But I might be going to jail soon for murdering these two assholes." The waitress gave our table a puzzled look, decided it was better not to pursue the subject further,. I was getting moist, and inserted two fingers into my vagina, in and out, finding the G spot. I was rather enjoying myself and didn’t even notice the front door opening until it was too late.It was the three of them. The party had been canceled at the last minute when a water leak from an upstairs toilet caved in the ceiling of the host’s house. They stared at my spread legs, at my private parts. I was fully exposed. “Oh my God,” was their universal cry.I stared back at them with my mouth. I almost got lost in her large deep blue eyes and looked away. She hadn’t even touched her food yet.“I would be the laughingstock of the school.” She sighed, “It’s a masquerade, Ryan… I would be wearing a mask; nobody would recognize me.”It was true, she wasn’t exactly a socialite, and I never had company over. Ever since Dad had left us for some guy, our circle included only us. Looking at Mom, I imagined her in a mask. She had the body of a dancer, one that was forever stuck in its teenage. Ab maine us story ko jahan khatm kiya tha uske age se shuru kar raha hun. Jo naye readers hain unse nivedan hai k pehle iska pehla part padhen.Main or mami zordar sex k bad bed per ake late gaye. Mami mere chest per sir rakh kar mujhe jakad k late gayin or boliMami: maza a gaya. Main: abhi to mami shuruat hai. ( or 1 smile pass ki mami ko)Mami: roka kisne hai . . Main to jitna ho sakta hai utna maza lena chahti hun.Fir humne idhar udhar ki batein ki or mami ne ghar per papa, mummy ka hal chal.